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Hello, my FeralHeartians! I've been watching Hetalia, like way more than I should have. (I think America and Italy gave me their idiot-ness. XD) And, I thought, 'Hell. Why not? Not so many Hetalia RPs anymore.' So, I've made one! Enjoy~<3
-Wolfie))
Looking back at the other countries, you smile at all of your memories. We'll never leave contact! You imagine America saying. He was right, none of the countries had lost contact. They still played, goofed off, and stayed idiots. But, why not laugh and smile at that? Now, some of the countries (Not mentioning names *CoughFranceCough*) were kinda... Perverted, but still cool to see their reactions to everything. Nothing could separate them, not even millions, if gazillions, of gallons of water surrounded them. They were great people; nothing much more.
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Rules:
1: Only 3 characters.
2: You may have OC and Cannon characters.
3: Try to keep it... Hetalia-ish.
4: Have fun; hate the character, not the game.
~Will add more if has to~
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Accepted. Welcome! *Gives Temporal a muffin*
We may start when ever, since I don't want this to die easily. ^^ I've just started liking Hetalia, and most likely won't stop.
(I'm just blabbering now.)
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Yay~ Thank you for accepting me! >w< *noms on muffin*
I like Hetalia too~ Shame there aren't many roleplays of it on here anymore ;w;
And mkay-- Should I start, or would you like me to? owo
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I don't care. ^^
Hungary looks like she'd kick in Little Ireland's face in. XD Only since my Ireland makes so many faqking messes.
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Ah, okay. In that case, would you mind starting? I'm running on low brain power at the moment... ^^;
And pffft-- I wouldn't doubt it x'D
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(I became lazy, and I was being butted off, at the last minute. Likeidoeveryrpimake)
(http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/106/9/2/APH_Hetalia_Ireland_by_xoHitsuHinaox.jpg)
Little Ireland/Aedant
A red-haired girl poked her head up from a green table cloth, she was looking a another girl; one in a redish dress. "Taiwan," A small smirk went upon her face, as she spoke. "I bet I can guess what you're thinking of." She looked around, swiftly, and spoke in a whisper. "Either Japan, or China." She snickered, then ran away laughing her head off; she couldn't help herself. She had to make fun of Taiwan; the girl could hardly leave them alone. The redhead soon reached her bedroom, she went behind a large dresser, and tried hiding; her laughing would most likely make her found.
Something then hit her; she forgot to clean up her mess in the kitchen. She was making a PB&J, but ended up having cereal, oatmeal, PB&J, and a small bit of roast beef. She facepalmed herself, she felt like an idiot. Another thing that hit her, was that Hungary was going to kick her ass and give the poor redhead a hellish time. She started facepalming herself, vigorously. She would never be forgiven by Hungary, like, ever.
I wonder if Italy's busy? Maybe I can help him make pasta, just to cover up my mess in the kitchen. She sighed. No, he's busy with Germany. Now, instead of laughing, or giggling, she was whimpering and whining. She hoped that nobody would find her, beside Italy or Germany; maybe even America. Or, even though she'd still be a bit depressed, she'd also be a bit happy if any of her brothers found her.
She could do with Italy's fascination (Sp?) with pasta, Germany's accent, and America's stupidity. Just because some of them couldn't stand each other, or because some were wimps, (Not mentioning names. *CoughItalyCough*) or even if some seemed like rapists (Sp?).
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-Casually dives in with Amurikah- ouo
(http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll68/AnotherFangirl_Love/Hetalia/America/5330632.jpg)
(ThatDerpPictureBI)
Alfred Jones
America/ United States
Around Twenty-One.
America seems to recklessly into every situation, thinking that he'll always come out as the hero in the end. He can be annoying at times, and even on occasion acts like the pratical definition of a reckless fool. His suggestions are often times wild and simply unrealistic, and each one simply has to include him being the hero in one point. Of course, this nation can be serious at times though- really, anyone can be serious at times.
We're gonna keep this blank, M'kay? BI. CauseIdunno.
Male
Burgers, Milkshakes, Being the hero or leader, derping around with everyone else, and apparantly racking up a heck of a debt to pay to China-- /Shotdead, Video Games, French-Fries,
Having to pay a hell of a debt to China (Derpderp), Being called "Fat", And. . well, I'm sure there's a lot more but I'm braindead ;~;.
Well, I know there's Britain, but other than that-- .v.
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(http://i46BannedImageSite/k4i0q8.png)
Name: Augustine Jones
Augustine has a curl just like South/North Italy that appears when she is embarrassed or when she unties her hair and rolls around in her sleep. Her back has multiple scars from previous wars ongoing throughout time and tends to at times rub some leafs on her back when alone to soothe the pain.
Representing Country/State/Territory: South Florida
Age Looks: 15 (This region was the oldest discovered but her appearance is quite young due to the annexation date into the United States.)
Personality: The stubborn will of the Jones name is alive in this region as Augustine is the one to never sleep and will hold only the past very closely and would harass someone about it. She isn't, however, the type to bicker towards everyone and provide the same friendly but wise interface that her brother does as the two are well, older, than most of the states and have a long history with other countries. Her patience can be drawn very quickly towards those of the "stupid kind" (ie: America) especially when they do something she tells them not to do if she is working on something (usually gardening.) Augustine, however, takes much caution into what she does and can get quite paranoid when facing with several matters but she will deal with dilemmas that aren't caused by her own self as only Christopher pulls her out of problems she causes herself.
Crush(s)/Spouse: ---
Gender: Female
Favorite(s): Oranges, chucking alligators at those she dislikes, fauna/flora around her, entertainment industries (she can be seen aimlessly holding out business cards or advertisement to big corporations in her region such as "Disney"), and her garden.
Dislike(s): Cuba (for many recent conflicts in the late 20th century but she occasionally buys a sugarcane from him), America's antics and sometimes the stupidity emitted from those she knows personally, and her height (the height is based off loosely of Florida's southern point being under sea level..)
Siblings: 49 other states (North and South Florida will be countered as one entire state but their region split like North and South Italy) and their current caretaker/big brother America. Florida was originally conquered by Italian in the name of Spain and was also traded to France who then gave them the United States. So, both regions have history with positive relations with Italy and Spain but a hinted hatred towards France (only South Florida, North doesn't show any aggression.)
(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lra5q9VA0A1qk01f3o1_1280.png)
North's hair is more of an lighter brown color as his eyes are green which resembles some similarities between the siblings (and possibly the only.) The sweatshirt would be a sweatshirt which is orange and can be seen biting down onto oranges as North Florida's soil is mostly used for agriculture unlike South's marsh land.
Name: Christopher Jones
Representing Country/State/Territory: North Florida
Age Looks: 19 (He is the younger part of Florida but holds the oldest town ever built on U.S. soil thus he is given an older appearance.)
Personality: The rather laid back Christopher is the sluggish out of the two for he tends to take rather long naps throughout the day and spend his times out on a hammock while in Augustine's garden which is near the shoreline. He takes on full responsibility for his sister and will only truly get concerned or bothered by only Augustine as he usually picks her up and pulls her out of dilemmas before they worsen. Christopher usually shows a stoic expression and never does truly express himself unlike his exuberant bring brother Alfred but his patience doesn't drain as quick with others. The relaxed nature of this region also provides for his friendly and alert interface (despite the bags under his eyes) when speaking to others but as for the bags under his eyes, they are just marks from being constantly kept up for wars such as the Cuban Revolutionary War with South Florida dealing with the issue head-on.
Crush(s)/Spouse: ---
Gender: Male
Favorite(s): Oranges, taking long naps, growing crops along the American household, and trying to revamp old military forts.
Dislike(s): Being woke up abruptly, having cold winters coming from anywhere, and his sister's own antics (but he puts up with anything else even America.)
Siblings: 49 other states (North and South Florida will be countered as one entire state but their region split like North and South Italy) and their current caretaker/big brother America. Florida was originally conquered by Italian in the name of Spain and was also traded to France who then gave them the United States.So, both regions have history with positive relations with Italy and Spain but a hinted hatred towards France (only South Florida, North doesn't show any aggression.)
[[Done ^u^]]
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@Black: America's accepted. And, Canada is also America's brother. ^^
@Soar: Yes. ^^' I know I put 'Country' as a section... But remember Igotzalazy.>.<
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[[ Is that so~? (I sound like Spain, oh god.) It's alright but I'll be making my lovely forms. ]]
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o3o -Le waits for Temp/Blacki/Soar-
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@Soar: Accepting.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9r3lfNKXLUA&list=PL413FBDF05990A10C (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9r3lfNKXLUA&list=PL413FBDF05990A10C)
The only thing more awesome than a drunkard like Prussia, is me.
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(http://i46BannedImageSite/k4i0q8.png) North and South Florida(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lra5q9VA0A1qk01f3o1_1280.png)
"Oye, oye, oye," the squeak voice of the smaller region of Florida chirped over while she shook the hammock which hung over her prized newly sprouting trees for sea grapes. Her outfit was pressed cleaned with her long sleeved undershirt's collar neatly folded as her stockings brushed up against the hammock as she tried to knee the sleeping taller region of Florida. Her head tilted down with her glasses as well slipping to the tip of her nose with a frown on her face as she pressed her warm hands towards the cool face of the sleeping individual. The taller region jerked a bit with his leg twitching but he turned his body over to the side, facing the his younger counterpart without much notice as he was already in a deep sleep. The green eyes of Augustine was already rolling about to how lazy her brother could be at times just like Greece and she pressed her lips together in mid thought. 'Wouldn't this make me Japan? Always behind with the sleeping type?.. All I need now is a masked pervert,' she sighed with that thought oddly making her imagine in a small kimono as a chibi dancing side to side with horrible animation with Christopher with cat ears and snoring while a masked stranger was running around (also badly animated) with an array of colorful panties in his hands.
The young region shook her head and stuck out her tongue in distaste towards that horrible idea. Her blonde hair got loose from the shaking of her head as several locks veiled her face a bit but the younger region sighed as she moved herself into the hammock and laid beside her brother and was given very little space to work with. The older region was drooling onto Augustine's sleeve as her eye twitched but the older brother hugged her contently and began to mutter his breath," ..Oranges." Augustine was crossing her arms, having a rather aggressive poker face as her brother was cuddling her in his sleep but sooner or later she would need to wake him up.
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((*glomps Blacki and Soar* >w< Welcome~!))
The girl had been sitting at a table that was covered with green tablecloth, staring absentmindedly at an empty piece of paper in front of her in a mood that seemed to be of boredom. She didn't really have a lot to do-- going shopping with Hungary was only one of the few possibilities she'd thought up, or maybe go tag along with Japan with whatever he had to do. No, he'd be busy. she interrupted herself from thought with a sigh, crossing her arms on the table and resting her head gently upon them. There wasn't much else to do in a situation like this, or so she thought.
Taiwan let out a small squeak of surprise as a red-haired girl poked her head up from beneath the tablecloth, shrinking back a little in her seat with that same emotion. "E-eh?!" came the traditional gasp from the brown-haired teenager as Ireland made a mischievious remark about her and two of the other countries of Asia-- Japan and China. Her face flushed pink as she blushed, while her curl that seemed to be shaped like a loose, upside-down number 'three' tightened ever so slightly to show her surprise and shock at this. "What makes you think that?!" she began nervously, tapping her two pointer-fingers together in an anxious manner, but before she could throw back a full retort at Aednat, Taiwan looked up to see that the red-haired girl had already fled from the scene. With a short sigh, she relaxed a little, though looked around to make sure no one had overheard their rather short conversation, especially not Japan-- or China.
Surely Ireland was partially wrong, as she didn't think of China as a crush, or even a sibling-- just simply a teacher whom she was able to look up to when she needed help, whether she wanted to admit it or not. Sure, sometimes she got frustrated with the panda-loving nation's actions, but that didn't mean she completely and utterly hated him, and it as well as heck didn't also mean she loved him, either. But on the other hand, she did like Japan quite a bit...
Mei blew her ahoge out of her face and stood up, stretching her arms out with a quiet yawn. This wasn't the time to get flustered over someone who decided to comment on her "possible" love interests-- this was the time to make some of the day count, at least.
The tomboyish nation had just come back from fending off Prussia with her trusty cast-iron frying pan and had a rather annoyed look on her face, her eyelids lowered to give her that sort-of 'bored' expression. That annoying albino-- as she tended to call him --had been pestering her about how 'awesome' he was, shouting triumphantly over and over that she was the least 'awesome', at least until she beat him down with the frying pan she always had in-hand as a weapon. If it wasn't Prussia, it was France attempting to flirt with her, which always ended up in result with his face bashed in. The more they bug me, the more bruises they'll have on their faces, she thought with a huff of irritation just thinking of the two nation representatives.
As she walked into the kitchen, Hungary finally noticed the mess of various foods, though in result she just puffed her cheeks out. There was only one person that could commit to this much filth-- well, maybe more than one, but she had a good idea of who it was --and the first person to come to mind was Ireland. Although she didn't have the urge to blow up at anyone else at the moment, the woman couldn't help but feel aggravated after the encounter with Prussia, and giving her something else to worry about just made her even more irritated, but she decided to just clean up the mess anyway with a call of "You forgot to clean up your mess, Ireland!"
((I think I got this right... If not, just tell me and I'll go back and edit~ owo))
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(You got it right. ^^ I'll wait for Blacki to post.)
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America honestly had no idea what the hell he was doing at the moment- well, he had a pretty good idea of what it was. Sitting on a plaid-patterned couch with a flat screen Television perched infront of it, which was hooked up to a video game console. You could probably guess what that meant- considering there was quite the number of clues, but just in case your that clueluess.
The nation was basicly just wasting minutes of his life away, playing some sort of most likely violent video game via-the-pretty-glitchy-and-crappy-X-Box. He really should of been out there in the world at the moment though, making most likely feeble attempts to pay off China's simply immense debt. Really, the only thing he heard from the Asian these days were "America! You own me twenty-five American Dollars, Aru!" Or at least something somewhat similiar to that-- the ammount often times varried, and was usually higher than just twenty-five dollars.
Yet again, twenty-five dollars payed what felt like twelve thousand times was quite a bit of money.
Oh well, that didn't exactly concern him at the moment- after all, the blonde nation was slowly nearing the end of his quest to build an entire kingdom out of glow-stone in Minecraft- using only glowstone. This city would be so bright that it would make you blind. . . well, actually it was kind of making him blind too-- no one was probaly used to the bright yellow-orange glow the pixelated blocks let off. It was also getting him a little hungry-- after all, it had been a whole two hours since he had last ate.
"I will finish you later. . uhmm. . . blinding-kingdom! Ha! Yup, that's fitting~" The blonde announced, moving out of the computer chair right after clicking the 'esc' button- which paused the game.
Now to simply search the darkest corners of this earth for a burger or milkshake. You know, go one some kind of journey. Pester some people on the way, and be the hero the entire time~!
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(Little Ireland is a drunkard now. XD)
(http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/f/2010/106/9/2/APH_Hetalia_Ireland_by_xoHitsuHinaox.jpg)
Little Ireland/Aedant
She hopped out of her hiding spot, fore she felt that Hungary wouldn't try to flatten poor Ireland's face, and went to Taiwan's seat. After sitting on the ground she wondered a new thought. 'Would I be like Prussia if I ask Taiwan to come get a drink with me? Perhaps force her?' She mentally shrugged, then continued. 'Screw it. I'm going for it.' "Hey Taiwan... Can I go to your place, just for a little while; not for the night. Perhaps," She paused, a smirk creeping upon her face. "get a couple drinks. You can't refuse." The smirk turned into a large and idiotic grin, her green eyes huge and glittering with happiness. 'I do sound like freaking Prussia!' She silently cursed under her breath and sighed.
She could hammer a few cold ones, maybe Taiwan might get a level one on her 'drunk-ness' bar. Now, her absent-minded self started thinking of America. What was he doing? Eating? Drinking a nice milkshake? Perhaps at his bar. She wished she would join him. Then her mind transitioned to Italy. He was on vacation with Germany somewhere; last she knew. She quickly snapped back to reality, just to hear the answer. Her red hair was nice and neat, besides some stray curls on the top of her head.
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(http://i46BannedImageSite/k4i0q8.png) North and South Florida(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lra5q9VA0A1qk01f3o1_1280.png)
The river of drool which seeped from Christopher's mouth was drenching Augustine's prized button sweater but the female obediently stayed through and occasionally swung the hammock in order to have her brother fall out but alas, there wasn't any success. Finally fed up with her brother's snoring, Augustine deliberately drilled her own heel into his stomach which caused a whale noise to escape the now waking Christopher who cringed a bit and fell out of his hammock, curling up into a fetal position. "You were going to crush my sea grape sproutlings!" The girl hissed as she jumped out of the hammock and held out her hand towards her damaged brother who did happily accept the hand. She pulled him up as he was still clenching onto his stomach but now, their normal day was about to begin!
"Augustine," his gruff noise escaped as finally one arm rubbed against his eyeball with his long sleeve pressing against his cheek while his sister had her arms crossed in disappointment. "How in the world can I destroy your pla--" "You're fat like America," Augustine spat out in disgust and as well in shock to find that her brother follies about about how her garden is very important to her (and practically everything in the Jones household) as cultivation was one of her large tasks to do about the house (and well, Alfred would be pissy if he didn't get his food.) Christopher was quick to grab his stomach and stretch it out with a groan, not rather pleased on being compared to their fatter older brother but he understood the importance of her crops despite sea grapes being extremely sour and inedible unless you're part of the Eastern culture who have weird tastes. Very weird. Seriously, they have a green tea soda. GREEN TEA!
With a sudden huff, South Florida left the room with her older brother sluggishly following behind as he was loudly yawning and the entered the house to find that the living room was unoccupied by America.The male went towards the desk present in the living room to find that oddly enough, no other states or country was occupying it. His hand groped out for a book on military forts and he was quick to flip through it as his younger sister had other plans. As the T.V. screen was showing a paused screen for the spectacular-crap-of-the-decade XBOX for it seemed someone was playing Minecraft. Certainly they do not know of Augustine and her rather curious nature regarding video games, be wary of it next time. The state grabbed hold of the controller wit her legs crossed while sitting in the plaid couch to find her eyes almost screaming in horror to find the pixels nearly brightening up the whole room but with North Florida having his back turned, he didn't seem to notice. "Thanks for lighting up the room," was all he said for he thought she turned up the lights.
A cat-like smile appeared on her face as South Florida began to press down on the controller for "Steve" to explore around the area and her eyes sparked with joy. "This would be a nice addition to Orlando," she muttered under her breath while she allowed the "Steve" to continue exploring the area but feeling a bit of gratitude, she began to play several glow stones about, trying to patch up a wall.
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[[ Bump!~ ]]
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{Couldn't... Resist... ;u;}
(http://i50BannedImageSite/25hd2c2.jpg)
Name: Feliciano Vargas
Representing Country: Italy
Age Looks: 20 or so.
Personality: Energetic and friendly, however edgey and clumsy.
Crush(s)/Spouse: N/A
Gender: Male
Favorite(s): Pasta! White surrender flags! Art and cooking! Cooking and art! Oh, and pasta, I didn't say that, right?
Dislike(s): War... ;-; Fighting... People touching the curl...
Voice: Italy's voice. Pfft.
Siblings: Romano
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Sorry for not posting, on my phone so no color or rp. ;n;.
Italy!!! Of course he's accepted! I was eating pasta at lunch and started muttering about Italy. XD))
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[[ Woo!~ Welcome to the crew, Hallucination xD. ]]
[[ *Le wait for Blacki and Tempy.* ]]
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Little bump. o3o
-Waits for anyone to rp-
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Accepted. ^^ I'll be adding you shortly.
You may start when you wish.
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((Mmk. ^.^))
Pennsylvania already has a horse hitched up to a wagon, sighing a bit. She wanted to go to the mall...No, she didn't want to go to the mall. She wanted to leave her house, more or less. "Too young to drive a car..." She murmured gloomily, remembering what she was always being told as she jumped up on the wagon,flicking the reins against the horse. "I must find someone else to stay with for awhile." She added to herself, as she knew it was boring all alone in the house. Disregarding it, she hurriedly kept Butterscotch- the cream-colored stallion- going fast, trying to scan the area for someone.
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'lil bump.
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Bump?
Nuu, don't let it die!
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*flailflail* Sorry for my absence! I've been a bit busy oAo;; I'll edit this post soon, need to brainstorm a little.
Edited~))
Taiwan looked up again as Ireland approached her yet again, tilting her head slightly in curiosity when the girl did no more than sit on the ground. She listened with a mildly confused expression as she talked, though in answer shook her head indecisively. "I don't know, Ireland... China will probably blow up if he finds out, and I'm sure the others will too." she warned, getting a sinking feeling the overprotective older nation wouldn't be very happy with her if he found out-- and somehow she knew he would. Sure, she was of legal age-- in her country, anyway --but she wasn't really that interested in drinking, and she was sure Wang would whack her face in with his wok, or at least give her a good scolding or two. Mei puffed her cheeks out a little just thinking about it. He's not my father, no matter how many times he tries to boss me around.
With a sigh, she shook her head again in an indecisive manner, indicating that she wasn't exactly keen on that idea of Ireland's. "Again, I'm not sure. Japan, China, Korea, Hong Kong, Vietnam and I, and any others that I might've missed," she started, pausing just to wonder if she'd missed anyone else, then continued, "practically share one big house together, even though if I remember correctly they're all out at the moment... But still." The female Asian nation was practically just rambling half to herself now, stopping in the middle of a sentence either to regain her breath or to try and remember what she was intending to say, which in result made her act a little nervous.
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It's cool. *Armflail* I understand.
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*Le sigh* Nice post Temp. Even though it's a WIP, but I knew this would happen to somewhat die or at least go into coma. -_-
I know, it's mainly because of schoolings and whatnots, but still.
Have a great time,
~Wolfie
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sdksk Sorry for my absence ;v;.
Parents took my comp for a bit, my first concern was my own PMD Roleplay, so everything else has kind of been on hold ;v;.
-Will wait till' Tempeh ish done-
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I understand, I'm grounded today, but since we went to McDonalds (I hate the place. I wanted to eat at Arby's.) I got to get on! *Dances Happily*
-Waits for someone to post-
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((Bumpeth~ I finished my post owo I would've edited it earlier, but I got sort of side-tracked, sorry. 'xD))
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(Awesome post, Temp.)
Ireland let out a sigh. Her house was in the middle of nowhere, and Taiwan's was in a city. That was cruel. "Fine, fine. I'll just go to my little house, that I share with nobody!" She knew what she was doing could take a baby kitty-cat to a guilt trip. Ireland looked down, her neat hair in her face. Her curl drooped, like it too was sad. A shadow cast over her face. She acted as if she were crying, and put eye drops down her face, thanks to her long hair. (I wouldn't call Ireland a good actress, but she's not bad. XD) She got up, slowly, and turned away. Her long hair stay neat, her little curl looked like a large mess, stray hairs came randomly out of the curl. (Which made smaller baby curls. I can see Italy saying that. o.e) But as soon as she started walking, she tripped over her foot, falling. She panicked and began real crying, the tears flowing like rivers down her face.
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Leth bumpeth.